Chapter 10: Spice's Burn

One Saturday in Ginger's Bakery, Spice was helping her mom bake some pies.

"Well, the pie crusts are done, we just need to finish cooking the fillings." said Ginger.

They were making an apple, blueberry, and strawberry pie.

"I can't wait to get a taste of them." Spice told her mom.

"Remember Spice, just a small bite." reminded Ginger.

"I know Mom."

"Now would you mind giving the fillings a mix, while I check on dinner?"

"Sure thing."

So she climbed up on a stool, to stir the pots.

"And be careful, those pots are hot." warned Ginger, as she left the room.

"I will." called Spice.

She started stirring the pots, but as reached to the back to stir a pot, her arm accidentally touched a pot.

"OWW!" she cried in pain.

Ginger came running in quickly.

"Spice, what's wrong?" she asked.

"My arm touched a pot, and it hurts." explained Spice, as tears formed in her eyes.

"Oh, sweetie, you got burned."

She took her daughter over to the kitchen, and ran some cold water on the burn.

"How's that feel?"

"(Sniffs), better." replied Spice.

Ginger put some special cream on the burn, and bandaged up her daughter's arm.

"You have to be careful around hot things in the kitchen, Spice."

"I know, I was trying to be careful."

"Well at least it was just a simple burn."

A while later, Hopper came home from the pet store.

"Ginger, Spice, I'm home." he said.

"Hi, Dad." greeted Spice.

"What happened to you, honey?" asked Hopper, noticing the bandage on Spice's arm.

"I got burned."

"Hi, dear, Spice had a small incident with a hot pot." explained Ginger.

"Poor dear, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine now." said Spice.

When Monday came, Spice went to school, with her arm still bandaged.

"Hi guys." said Spice, as she walked onto the playground.

"Hey, Spice, what happened to your arm?" asked Sequoia.

"I got burned by a pot."

"Whoa, did it hurt?" wondered Kit.

"It did, but my mom ran some cold water on it, and put on some cream, and bandaged it up."

Then the bell rang, and the kids went in.

When the kids were all in their seats, a pink ball of light floated in, and stopped in front of the classroom, and appeared Mrs. Godmother.

"Good morning, class." she greeted.

"Good morning, Mrs. Godmother."

For class that day during the science, Mrs. Godmother taught the kids about heat, and how it can hurt you if you aren't careful. Spice didn't really enjoy the lesson, because she hearing about hear, reminded her off the pain of getting burned. When the day ended, her mom picked her up.

"Hey, sweetie, how was school?" asked Ginger.

"Okay." answered Spice.

"When we get home, I'm going to whip up some scones, want to help?"

"Uh no, I have homework to do."

"Okay then, maybe another time."

At home Spice sat up in her room, finishing her homework. As she worked, she smelled the scones her mom was baking. She would've loved to go down there, and help bake them, but she was to afraid of getting burned again.

After a while, Spice's burn healed, but she still refused to help her mom bake. One day at school Rain brought in one of her mom's medical books for show-and-tell.

"This is my mom's medical book on the skin." she said.

She showed the class, that the book showed the layers of skin, and the things that could happen to it. Sunburns, rashes, blisters, and bumps, and the thing Spice least wanted to hear about was burns.

Rain showed them a first degree burn, second degree, third degree, and the worst was fourth degree. When Spice saw the fourth degree burn picture, her heart jumped into her throat.

It showed a hand that was all black, and red, and yellow. At the end of the day, instead of taking her straight home, Ginger took Spice on a little detour.

"Why are we going this way, Mom?" asked Spice.

"I thought we could take a little walk. Is something bothering you?" wondered Ginger.

"No."

"Are you sure, you haven't helped me bake or cook anything in days, and that's unlike you."

"I'm just not interested in baking or cooking anymore."

"I don't believe that for minute. Sweetie, if something's bothering you, you can tell me."

"(Sighs), I'm scared to go back into the kitchen, what if I burn myself again, and it's worse."

"Spice, I know getting your first burn was a little scary, but you can't let that stop you from doing what you love. Besides, you see this little patch on my arm?" asked Ginger, pointing out a small black patch on her arm.

"Yes."

"I burned myself when I entered my first cooking contest. It hurt, but I won the contest, and I became a true cook. See you're not a cook until you get a burn or a cut. So that burn proves you're a cook."

Spice smiled, if that's a what a burn really meant, then she shouldn't let it stop her from doing what she loved. So that night, while still being careful, she helped her mom prepare some muffins for the bakery.

That's chapter 10, plz review and comment, next story Owen's Glasses